If my words could change the world,
If my words could leave a dent,
If I wrote them in stone to be eternal,
Would they be seen or heard or acknowledged.

Would people merely pass them,
Or struggle to understand ,what it is I meen.
Would they be shown in glory,
Or trampled on and disfigured.

When all it is I need to say,
Should be heard by one,
And one  who knows my words too well,
And never sees me truely.

If I could write them on a standing stone,
Being bold and strong,
For my words would last till the elements have cast their destruction,
Would you and all the world know how much......

I love you.

If my words could change the world,
If my words could leave a dent,
If I wrote them in stone to be eternal,
Would they be seen or heard or acknowledged.

Would people merely pass them,
Or struggle to understand ,what it is I meen.
Would they be shown in glory,
Or trampled on and disfigured.

When all it is I need to say,
Should be heard by one,
And one  who knows my words too well,
And never sees me truely.

If I could write them on a standing stone,
Being bold and strong,
For my words would last till the elements have cast their destruction,
Would you and all the world know how much......

I love you.

If my words could change the world,
If my words could leave a dent,
If I wrote them in stone to be eternal,
Would they be seen or heard or acknowledged.

Would people merely pass them,
Or struggle to understand ,what it is I meen.
Would they be shown in glory,
Or trampled on and disfigured.

When all it is I need to say,
Should be heard by one,
And one  who knows my words too well,
And never sees me truely.

If I could write them on a standing stone,
Being bold and strong,
For my words would last till the elements have cast their destruction,
Would you and all the world know how much......

I love you.

Your mask is unlike anyother,
That I have yet to see.
Its impermeable to your emotions,
And a cruelty to those it fools.
You lurk in the safety of your mask,
A hiding place from all the world.

A never moving shadow,
Which knows no pain,
You keep yourself within,
And never let them in.
Waiting patiently until they leave
Your mask and you alone.

To the crypts of your silent soul,
Will your mask and body go.

Your mask is unlike anyother,
That I have yet to see.
Its impermeable to your emotions,
And a cruelty to those it fools.
You lurk in the safety of your mask,
A hiding place from all the world.

A never moving shadow,
Which knows no pain,
You keep yourself within,
And never let them in.
Waiting patiently until they leave
Your mask and you alone.

To the crypts of your silent soul,
Will your mask and body go.

Your mask is unlike anyother,
That I have yet to see.
Its impermeable to your emotions,
And a cruelty to those it fools.
You lurk in the safety of your mask,
A hiding place from all the world.

A never moving shadow,
Which knows no pain,
You keep yourself within,
And never let them in.
Waiting patiently until they leave
Your mask and you alone.

To the crypts of your silent soul,
Will your mask and body go.

Your mask is unlike anyother,
That I have yet to see.
It's impermeable to your emotions,
And a cruelty to those it fools.
You lurk in the safety of your mask,
A hiding place from all the world.

A never moving shadow,
Which knows no pain,
You keep yourself within,
And never let them in.
Waiting patiently until they leave
Your mask and you alone.

To the crypts of your silent soul,
Will your mask and body go.